First time I came here, I was so out of it (through being tired) by the time I got to Auckland that when the dog came up and started wagging at my bag I found m

First time I came here, I was so out of it (through being tired) by the time I got to Auckland that when the dog came up and started wagging at my bag I found myself bending down to pet it before thinking "What's this dog doing in an airport?..." Response "Er, that's a drug dog mate, any idea why he's so interested in your bag?" Can't remember exactly what I said then; I guess having had a dopehead flatmate a short while previously probably had something to do with it, and I think I mentioned that.